The Whisper of Smoke: A Reflection on Smoking’s Allure and Consequence

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In the swirling dance of smoke, I find
A fleeting moment, a pause in time
With each exhale, dreams unwind
In a haze of thoughts, sublime

The ember’s glow, a guiding light
In the shadows of the night
A silent companion, ever slight
Holding secrets, keeping tight

Yet in its embrace, a cost untold
A silent thief, both cruel and bold
Promises of warmth, growing cold
As life’s stories slowly unfold

So here we stand, at smoke’s divide
Weigh the charm against the tide
In its grasp, none can hide
In the end, the truth must guide

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